michael jackson and paul mccartney

Three weeks later on the eve of her birthday, ヒイラギ, ホリー is in her bedroom packing up the remaining items that aren’t too visible. As she packs a stuffed dog into one of her duffle bags she hears the muffled shouts of her parents arguing downstairs. Every time she hears it she still gets a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach just like she did when she was five years old. Because every time she heard the beginnings of an argument it was bound to turn violent. “One もっと見る night,” she mutters to herself as she grabs her clothes from the drawer and packs it in another suitcase. Suddenly...

The booming sounds of rhythmic beats pound in Westlake Studio A as ヒイラギ, ホリー sits at the mixing board. Her long hair pulled back in a ponytail as the ファン are on full blast to beat out the hot Californian summer heat wave of 1979. Even in her デイジー duke shorts and tank top, she can still feel her skin sticking to the vinyl chair. As the beats go she sits with paper in front of her and writes corresponding lyrics that come to her, sometimes humming, others 歌う out loud. The time in her studio was her saving grace lately; especially her and Michael haven’t been as close lately, not によって Michael’s...

Jaycee's P.O.V.

I grunt while dragging my drunken sister Jada out of the bar. My hand is shoved in my スカート pocket, shuffling around for the keys to my Ford Cantina. Times like this is when I wish that Jada was never my sister. She's an underage drinker and my mom has done nothing to stop it. It's not like she would anyway; she's always with her ' boyfriend ' James.

When I opened the car door, I slid Jada in the backseat, when she starts to mumble under her breath. As I come closer, her breath hits me in the face 5 秒 before her face was close to mine.

My nose crinkles up in disgust before...